[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Neither cheerful nor solemn nor grieving,
as if fallen from skies dark and far,
you're the song of betrothal I'm weaving,
and my mad, and my reckless, my star.
[Pre-Chorus]
Turn the night of your face to me now,
let me into those eyes, dark and slow,
to the black of your Eastern-dark brows,
to your arms — let me in, let me home.
[Chorus 1]
Kissed to silence, bewitched and enchanted,
wed to the wind of the fields long ago,
wrapped in chains that were never once planted —
oh my priceless, my woman, my own
[Verse 2]
I will lay my head down on your knees,
and I'll clutch them with a furious might,
and with tears, and with verses like these,
I will burn you, my kind one, my light.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Turn the night of your face to me now,
let me into those eyes, dark and slow,
to the black of your Eastern-dark brows,
to your arms — let me in, let me home.
[Chorus 2]
Kissed to silence, bewitched and enchanted,
wed to the wind of the fields long ago,
wrapped in chains that were never once planted —
oh my priceless, my woman, my own
[Post-Chorus]
Whoa-oh — are those chains even real?
Whoa-oh — my priceless, my own.
[Bridge]
What won't happen will fade and be gone,
what's forgotten will never come true —
then why are you crying, my beautiful one?
Or is it a dream I've been dreaming of you...
[Final Chorus]
Kissed to silence, bewitched and enchanted,
wed to the wind of the fields long ago,
wrapped in chains that were never once planted —
oh my priceless, my woman, my own
[Post-Chorus]
Whoa-oh — are those chains even real?
Whoa-oh — my priceless, my own!
Whoa-oh — are those chains even real?
Whoa-oh — my priceless, my own!
[Outro]
My priceless...
my woman...
my own.